The Gifts We Give
“God could not be everywhere, and therefore he made mothers.” ~David C. Gross
I came home from work yesterday and there was a box from my mom. Inside was an afghan that she knitted. It’s pretty and soft and smells just like her. It’s as comforting as a long hug and the perfect gift to find on a dreary February day.
It got me to thinking about the gifts we give our kids. What is it that we pass on that they’ll love and remember? My love of gardening, cooking, and occasional crafty whim can all be traced back to my mom. At the time I had no idea that the from-scratch dinners, carefully tended clematis, and DIY projects that were a constant part of my youth would profoundly shape my interests as an adult. I would’ve of never guessed that my 45-year-old self would smell every item from mom, happy and comforted to find her scent.
I wish these fond memories for my own children. I couldn’t knit to save my life, but every pot of soup, homemade birthday cake and book talk is a love letter to my kids that they’ll have long after they’ve flown the coop. At least I’d like to think so.
What is a gift that you cherish? What gift would you like to pass on to your kids?
I hope your day is full of love and fond memories!